The Ice King's Little Trouble Maker-Chapter 504 - 468 Raising a Daughter

"Miss Qiao, shall we begin?" Xu Heng asked.

He watched as Qiao Yuxian kept her head down, busy wrapping the bandage around her hand, not understanding why she was here or what tricks she intended to pull.

Qiao Yuxian ignored him, leisurely finished wrapping the bandage, then looked up at him.

Xu Heng looked at her.

Qiao Yuxian tugged at her clothes a bit more, then said, "Young Master Xu, since this is an entertainment match, let me make it clear first, we’re not playing to the death."

Xu Heng looked at her beautiful features, and his hand hanging by his side couldn’t help but rub slightly. He said, "Naturally. But..."

Qiao Yuxian’s expression didn’t change; she had said that sentence just so she could hear his ’but.’

Xu Heng said, "However, since it’s a duel, injuries might be inevitable."

Qiao Yuxian nodded, "Then let’s agree. If there’s an injury that doesn’t threaten life, there shouldn’t be trouble afterwards. We can’t afford to lose gracefully."

"Of course." Xu Heng’s face showed satisfaction, even a hint of smugness, as if Qiao Yuxian’s words had lifted a big worry off him, "Voluntarily entering the match, if injured in the match, one bears their own responsibility, no need for the other party to be responsible."

Lu Muyao stood at the edge of the field, listening to their conversation.

Leng Ling’s expression darkened further.

He thought that if Qiao Yuxian couldn’t beat Xu Heng, those words she just said would be pointless.

Xu Heng would relentlessly attack her, not letting her catch her breath.

"Okay." Qiao Yuxian’s lips curved slightly, with an air of wanton arrogance, she said, "Young Master Xu, make sure you remember."

"Miss Qiao, you should remember as well." Xu Heng said.

Qiao Yuxian didn’t speak, she looked at the referee standing to the side, indicating she was ready.

The referee nodded, then looked at Xu Heng, who also nodded, signaling he was ready.

The referee stood between them and waved the flag in his hand, starting the match.

The referee stepped down from the platform, and Xu Heng launched an attack.

Qiao Yuxian stood still. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Xu Heng’s speed was fast, his power was strong.

Xu Jingjing was in the stands, hands tightly clenched, watching Xu Heng’s punch with excitement and anticipation.

Lu Muyao’s eyes tightened, thinking that if Qiao Yuxian took that punch, she would likely pass out.

He was staring intently at Xu Heng, seeing him right in front of Qiao Yuxian, as the punch was about to land on her, Qiao Yuxian slightly sidestepped, avoiding his punch, and immediately countered, landing a punch in Xu Heng’s abdomen.

Xu Heng staggered back a couple of steps from the blow.

Xu Jingjing was stunned, panic starting to show on her face.

Old Sir Xu’s face turned even more grim.

Xu Heng clutched his stomach, looking at Qiao Yuxian in shock.

Qiao Yuxian stood straight, slightly raised her eyebrows, and her arrogance intensified.

"You..." Xu Heng managed to say a word, but couldn’t speak further.

Qiao Yuxian didn’t care to hear his nonsense and directly moved forward, taking the initiative to attack.

Xu Heng intercepted one hit.

But Qiao Yuxian’s strikes came too quickly; Xu Heng could only block the initial hit, then would take another.

At first, Xu Heng was able to block some, but gradually, as Qiao Yuxian’s attacks grew stronger over time, Xu Heng couldn’t block anymore.

He could only take the hits.

But Qiao Yuxian didn’t go all out to knock him down in one shot.

Instead, she played with him, giving him an opening to attack, then hitting him again.

Offering a glimmer of hope for counterattack, then crushing that hope again.

She was not just beating him but also wearing down his will, constantly trampling on his self-esteem.

Lu Mengyi was watching from the stands, then glanced at Gu Yanjing.

Gu Yanjing’s gaze remained fixed on Qiao Yuxian, never shifting away.

Lin Huai Shu noticed Lu Mengyi looking at Gu Yanjing and from her calm expression, sniffed out a bit of peculiarity.

He raised his eyebrows, somewhat amused, and said, "Mengyi, what kind of look is that?"

Gu Yanjing knew her gaze was on him, he paused, still turned his head to look at her.

Lu Mengyi glanced at him, then shifted her gaze back to Qiao Yuxian and said, "Nothing. Just thought he looks at his wife like a father looks at his daughter, proud of her."

Gu Yanjing: "......"

Lin Huai Shu was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter.

Gu Yanjing turned his head to look at him.

He immediately shut up, silenced his laughter, then began to laugh silently, bending over from amusement.

Gu Yanjing: "......"

Lin Huai Shu laughed enough, then said, "Mengyi, you nailed it. Doesn’t Yanjing just treat his little sister-in-law like a daughter? A father-type boyfriend, oh no, a father-type husband."

Lu Mengyi laughed softly.

Gu Yanjing shot Lin Huai Shu a sharp look, and Lin Huai Shu quieted down: "Look at the field, look at the field. Why keep looking at me? I’m straight."

Gu Yanjing: "......"

Lu Mengyi chuckled again.

The three continued watching below.

On the platform, Qiao Yuxian had had enough of toying with Xu Heng, and her strikes began to grow more vicious.

Xu Heng had no chance to fight back, only left to take hits.

Qiao Yuxian unleashed a series of kicks, each landing squarely on Xu Heng.

With each hit, Xu Heng staggered back.

Until the last kick, Xu Heng couldn’t stand at all and toppled straight back.

But Qiao Yuxian grabbed his clothes, yanked him back, and landed a hard punch on his face.

His facial muscles contorted, blood sprayed from his mouth, some of it staining the bandage on Qiao Yuxian’s hand.

Xu Heng fell to the ground.

Xu Jingjing shot up from her seat in the stands.

She took a step forward, then stopped and looked at Mr. Xu: "Grandfather."

Mr. Xu also sat up straight, watching below; after a while, he looked at Old Sir Lu and Old Sir Gu and said, "It’s just a match, isn’t this a bit harsh?"

Old Sir Lu said nothing; he kept watching Qiao Yuxian, slowly showing admiration in his eyes.

Old Sir Gu said, "Once you’re on the field, injuries are your own responsibility. They both agreed just now this was all voluntary."

"Even if it’s voluntary, it should be measured." Mr. Xu said.

Old Sir Gu looked at him and said, "What does ’measured’ mean? Old Lu, does this term exist on the field?"

"Being on the field is like being on the battlefield; you have to give it your all." Old Sir Lu said, his eyes never leaving the platform.

Mr. Xu was speechless.

Xu Jingjing saw that Xu Heng was beaten to the point he couldn’t get up anymore, tears began to gather in her eyes.

Old Sir Gu added, "Our girl fights openly on the field, much better than sneaky ambushes."

Mr. Xu’s face twitched at the subtle insult.

What does it mean? It implies that their family used dirty tactics, and whatever the consequences, they must bear it.

"Even small mischief comes with a price." Old Sir Gu looked at the stage, his fingers slowly rubbing his token.

Like a Buddha, yet like a demon.